Chapter 3210 Superposition

After eating and drinking, it’s time to fulfill your promise.

"During this period, please stay in the castle and don't run around."

Before leaving, I did not forget to tell the Blue Witch.

"I know! I know!" The blue witch pushed me impatiently and said, "Stop whining!"

With a wry smile, I shook my head and turned to leave.

Before I had taken five steps, I heard the blue witch shouting loudly from behind: "Remember to go early and come back early!"

"knew."

I didn't look back, I just stopped and waved my hand gently.

"If you don't come back soon, I will turn this place upside down. I'll leave your name by then and I won't bore you to death!"

I was amused by the Blue Witch's non-threatening threats.

He paused for a few seconds, raised his hand again, shook it, and left with Casillas.

Casillas will accompany me on this trip. On the one hand, he will lead the way. On the other hand, he will also save my life when necessary.

After all, intervening in the battle between two apostles cannot be solved by just talking and joking.

When necessary, you have to fight hard.

Because of Casillas's departure, the Blue Witch became the owner of the castle and even the territory - temporarily.

Although it is temporary, I believe she will live quite happily while I am gone.

It is precisely because I know this that I can do the things at hand with confidence and boldness.

But having said that, how long is the journey to thwart the apostles’ battle?

It’s been two fucking days now and there’s no end in sight.

With doubts and depression, I consulted Casillas.

Casillas thought for a while and said: "At the current speed, we will be there in another day and a half."

"It will take another day and a half?" I immediately collapsed: "Since it's so far away, why didn't you tell me? It's great to drive. It might be there in two days, and it saves energy."

"The motorcycle can't get there," Casillas said calmly.

"Can't the locomotive arrive?" I frowned, scratched my head, and asked again: "Do you know how to teleport? The kind of short-distance teleportation?"

"meeting."

"Then why not open it?" I roared out loud: "How many magic points are needed to open a short-distance portal? For an apostle, it can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket, right?"

"right."

"Then why don't you open it and choose to walk there? Is it possible that you want to hone your feet by rushing?"

"This is just one aspect," Casillas said, "but there is another main reason."

"What's the main reason?"

"Preisis is very proficient in magic. Once he passes through the teleportation array, he will be targeted by them as an enemy and attack without hesitation. Are you sure you can withstand the full force attack of the two apostles at the same time?"

"Can't bear it."

I shook my head repeatedly and said frankly.

"That's fine," Casillas said, "You may not die, but you will definitely be seriously injured."

"You won't die?" My eyes twitched, and I trembled: "You will die, you will definitely die, it was a full blow from the two apostles."

"I also struck with all my strength, trying to cut you in front of me, but you not only recovered in a very short time, but also used more powerful force to cut me. This hand alone was enough to ensure that you could survive them. to save his life from the double attack.”

After listening to Casillas's words, I pondered for a long time and asked, "Is it possible that the two apostles' full-strength strikes combined together can be as powerful as your full-strength strike?"

"What nonsense are you thinking about?" Casillas stopped and stared at me with a frown.

Although his expression was not serious, two fierce lights shot out from his pupils.

I didn't know how to answer for a moment, so I could only stand there blankly and look at him.

After a moment, Casillas said: "The power of the two of them attacking together only increases the attack range and the number of attacks, and has little to do with the power."

After thinking for a few seconds, he added: "You don't think that power can be stacked, do you?"

".Can't it?"

"cannot."

Casillas was too lazy to explain, only replied with two words, and continued on his way.

I followed closely behind, and at the same time, my mind kept thinking about the conversation with Casillas.

"Is it true that things like power cannot be superimposed?"

"Speaking of which, where did the idea that power can be superimposed come from?"

I thought hard, and after a few hours, I suddenly had an idea and finally figured it out.

Everything starts from the Zephyr Continent.

Many troubadours, secretaries and scholars have chosen to resign when they realize that they may not be able to achieve anything in their lifetime if they continue to work at their jobs.

Although there is no problem of finding a job in Zefeng Continent, as long as you have skills, brains, and strength, no matter where you are, unless you encounter extreme pursuers of power and extreme defenders of ideas such as Carter Horton, you will not be able to find a job. I can live very comfortably and at ease.

But the problem is that the bard can walk, but he can't do physical work, and he has no skills. He does have a brain, but he is biased towards naive thinking, which is mostly contrary to the facts.

Secretaries are not as good as troubadours when they learn. At least they can walk, and that means they can walk quite well. They can walk across mountains and rivers, across cliffs and abyss, not to mention them. And look at them sitting in the office every day. The maximum amount of labor every day , nothing more than sending documents or keeping fit.

It is no exaggeration to describe them as weak chickens.

Although they are weaklings, they also have similar advantages to bards, that is, they can write.

Before resigning, the troubadour wrote long historical poems and cultural legends, the secretary wrote manuscripts that were beneficial to the boss, and soft-spoken articles that were false but superficially true, good, and beautiful. Scholars wrote various academic-related articles.

After resigning, these three types of people began their journey of coding and writing.

They all chose to be a writer.

What novels are the most popular in Zephyr Continent?

There is nothing better than a brave man fighting a monster, a prince loving a princess, a handsome boy matching a beautiful girl, and a hero saving the world.

In short, it needs to be ambiguous, passionate and exciting.

Obviously, bards are best at these aspects, so the first batch of the most popular adventure novels from the legendary heroic period appeared.

Although the novel contains more fabricated content, the bard has experienced hardships and met many powerful adventurers, so the content he writes is closer to reality.

Novels like this that are close to reality have been popular for hundreds of years.

But there is always a day when everything gets boring, and routine articles that are the same and have no new ideas cannot last long.

Just when the readers were bored, those secretaries and scholars who had never experienced hardships and did not know the battle, picked up the one-third-inch pen in their hands and began a strange and dreamy novel.